Just heard a story that turned my blood cold.  Made me think I need to put a few things in writing that are keeping me up nights. Here’s the story…

My colleague, John, was staying in Kunduz, an very unstable region in the North. It was during Ramadan and not being Muslin, he was not fasting. He was, however, staying in the guest house alone.

About 3 a.m. he received a call. He answered it. All the caller would say was…

“Christian? Christian? Christian?”

Terrifying.

What’s worse is that he never told anyone! No one.